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Oath of the Zelator Atrophamus
That I dwell w'er shades
H'r no one find
secret kept
To sw'l'w sp'r't of h'rm
To sw'l'w poison
To sw'l'w pain
To burn them out
That I give my fl'm
Not snuff it out
Th' close
So thee sp'r't cease
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